NOTE: This is written in a first person style, if you are a woman reading this just imagine you are the subject of the passion, if you are a guy, pretend you're me. The Concert It was by pure chance that I was in Rapid City that night, and this band was in town. I heard about it on the radio, they said there were still a few tickets available. It was my fa...
I am not a very outgoing chap, so I have to admit that when I go away I tend to travel to countries where I can get a bit of action from the local working girls. I have travelled to the Philippines, Cambodia and Thailand amongst other places and have had mostly excellent experiences with prostitutes. I know that many will find what I do distasteful (Even I...
When you're an assistant principal at a high school, your main job is to be the ass-kicker. You get stuck dealing out the punishment to problem students and troublemakers. You try to straighten them out while they're still in never-never land, so when they get into the real world they don't get their asses kicked in a permanent way. And once in a while, one...
Anna and Kayleigh had worked in the same office for the last few years. Both in their mid 20s they did almost everything together, worked, exercised, double dated and cried over failed romance together. Lately they'd shared more than a kiss, but didn't consider themselves together as a couple, more as friends in need. Everything was going smooth and norm...
Bob and Betty had been married for 25 yrs. They married young so were only in their mid 40's. Their kids were out of the house, for the most part, the oldest having just graduated college had an apartment across town and the youngest lived in a dorm at the university. The sex had always been excellent, they had the usual collection of toys and loved to tal...
"Fucking webslinger, get your crotch outa my face or I'll tear it apart!" Komodo was baring his fangs at Spinner. Spinner was, as always, hanging down from a beam, his crotch directly in front of Komodo's nose. And he had a boner. Nice. Leaning against the bar, I watched the action. "Come on, big boy, we all know you want this bone," Spinner taunted, swing...
Unicorns. I have always loved these mythological creatures. I have been a horse woman since I was a little girl. Summers spent on my grandparent's farm riding the horses are some of my best memories. The wind blistering my face, billowing my long blonde hair behind me. I was free in a way that I have never been since. But my grandfather died when I was thirt...
If you don't remember, my name is Megan and I'll admit it, I'm a voyeur. A few years ago I'd say I was ashamed of that fact, but now, I feel just the opposite. It started one night when my cable was out and I could see this couple having sex, it was something very new to me and I just loved it. Over the past year I've been watching from my window looking at...
I was taking a break from mowing when Nick called so I finished the last of the yard work and put the mower away. As I finished up I began to wonder what kinds of things Cindi might want to show me. Was Nick just trying to make sure I was satisfied with my computer? Being a good salesman? Did she know about that afternoon? Did she care? Should I pretend like...
All of the people in this story are 18 years old or older. It was a rainy Saturday afternoon. Ron and Jim were just hanging out watching TV. Ron was visiting Jim from out of state; they were cousins and hadn't seen each other in a few years. Jim's family had moved out of state when he was just becoming a teen. They were catching up on the years they were...